The City Lord's Mansion of Baiyun City, in the living room.

More than a dozen big men wearing sprinkling pants, ** upper body, revealing a skin as dark as iron.

One by one, these big men sat on the wooden chairs in the living room and waited.

After a while, Ma Feng, the right protector of Baiyun City, entered the meeting room with two guards.

"There was something at hand just now, you came from afar, the old man missed the welcome, I hope you will forgive me!"

"Hmph, you are this White Cloud City Lord Ye Xing, right?"

Among the more than a dozen big men, the middle-aged man who took the lead snorted coldly: "The master of this sect advises you, hurry up and hand over the young valley master!"

"Young Valley Lord, what Young Valley Lord?" Ma Feng was stunned, "Are you mistaken, we don't have any Young Valley Masters in Baiyun City. In addition, the old man is the right protector of Baiyun City, Ma Feng, not the city lord. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be just a Dharma protector, and the master of this sect was still strange just now. Although this Baiyun City is only a small force that does not enter the stream, the cultivation of the city lord is not only in the early stage of the third rank. The middle-aged man sneered: "Let your city lord come out to see me!"

Right Protector Ma Feng frowned, "I'm sorry, our city lord is in retreat, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to meet guests!"

"It's inconvenient to meet guests? A little Baiyun City Lord also dares to play a score with the master of this sect. Hmph, I see that you are toasting and not eating!" The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he glanced to the side.

Immediately, a middle-aged man next to him rushed over, picked up a fist the size of a sandbag, and blasted directly towards the front door of the right protector Ma Feng.

The right protector Ma Feng's face changed, and he hurriedly supported a layer of innate protective body qi.

"Boom!" "Titicaca!"

"Titicaca!"

The sound of glass shattering sounded, and the entire Innate Protective Body Qi was directly blasted to pieces. The iron fist unabated, and smashed into the body of the right protector Ma Feng.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of red blood spurted out, and the whole person of the right Dharma Protector Ma Feng flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and was blasted out of the living room, smashing heavily on the stone slab at the door of the living room.

......

In the courtyard of Yefu, around the pale blue ice sculpture, the raging fire was still burning.

Although the high-level leaders of Baiyun City's Dharma Protector Hall Master had left to go out to do business, several elders such as Yan Jiu and Gao Zhisong were still staying here.

"It's already the thirteenth day, and the life breath of the Lord has risen and fallen in the past two days, and the fluctuations are getting bigger and bigger. Whether it is life or death, I am afraid it will only depend on the past two days, I hope the Lord can get through!" Yan Jiu, the ink-robed man, had a solemn face, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the ice sculpture in front of him.

"Elder Yan, what is the situation of the city lord now. This breath of life disappears one moment, then appears, and then disappears again. My heart is also up and down, it's too unsettling. The corners of Gao Zhisong's mouth were bitter, and he muttered: "The stinky woman in the snow mountain that day is really damned, how can she be so perverted." The city lord's strength is close to the first-class innate realm, but he was frozen to death by her palm!"

"Hehe, Elder Gao, you underestimate the strength of the Supreme, how many billions of martial artists are there in the entire Martial Arts Continent, do you know no, but there are only so many thirty-six Supreme Beings on the Heavenly List, and each of them has the ability to collapse mountains and seas. That day, the Youyue Zun of the Snow Mountain was even ranked among the top ten existences, and coupled with the use of the power of the Ice Spirit's Cold Heart, even those ordinary first-class innate realm powerhouses might not be able to withstand her palm!" Yan Jiu, the ink-robed man, muttered.

"Such a pervert, doesn't the cultivation of the Supreme also belong to the category of the first-class innate realm, how can the gap be so big. That's over, even a real first-class innate realm powerhouse can't bear it, so isn't our city lord?"

"It's hard to say, although the Lord is only a second-class late-stage cultivator, but there are many means, and there are several divine skills to protect the body, and in terms of resistance, it is not necessarily worse than those strong people who have just entered the first-class innate realm. It's just that he is in a dangerous period now, and whether he can carry it depends on his own willpower......"

Yan Jiu, the ink-robed man, was saying, suddenly

That's when it happened

Outside the courtyard, there was another rush of footsteps, the sound from far and near, and the heavy wheezing sound was more anxious and panicked than the last time.

"Elders, something is wrong!" a guard hurriedly ran in, panting, "Horse...... The horse protector was seriously injured!"

The faces of all the elders in the courtyard changed, "How could this be, it was the people from the Xuantie Gate who did it?"

"Hmm!" the guard nodded, "The people from the Xuantie Gate came to us to ask for some young valley master, and if they didn't agree with each other, they severely injured the horse protector, and they also said that if they didn't hand over the young valley master, they would go on a killing spree." Elders, I'm afraid you'll have to go over and take a look!"

"It's really not good, so we don't know what the young valley master is. Now the Lord is trapped in the ice sculpture again, and he doesn't know whether he lives or dies. Hey, I'm afraid this matter is tricky!" Yan Jiu, the ink-robed man, had a solemn face, and said to the guard: "You immediately go to the back mountain to see, the demon beast on the Lord is not there, look for it, if it is, let it come to help immediately." Elders, we must go to the hall right now!"

As soon as Yan Jiu's words fell, he suddenly 'swished', and several elders in the courtyard all started their light work and ran towards the meeting room. The guard also knew that the situation was serious, so he hurriedly rushed towards the back mountain without stopping.

"Shh

The courtyard was deserted, except for the snorting of flames.

"The strong man of Tianxue Mountain has just left, and the people from Xuantiemen are here again, our Baiyun City is really eventful now, Brother Ye Xing, wake up quickly, woo, Qiao'er doesn't want Brother Ye Xing to have an accident......"

The little girl Qiao'er was tightly guarded in front of the ice sculpture, and the firelight reflected her pale pretty face red.

The raging fire continued to burn, and the little girl picked up the black flame wood and put it into the fire, adding firewood to keep the flame burning.

"Brother Ye Xing must be very cold trapped in the ice sculpture, I need to add some firewood!" the little girl Qiao'er muttered to herself, and her little hand took a large pile of black flame wood and put it into the fire.

The fiery red flames leaped and spewed black smoke, and time passed bit by bit.

I don't know how long it took, the originally cold air in the courtyard gradually warmed up a little, and the warmth continued to increase, and it didn't take long for a while

"Click!" "Titicaca!"

"What sound?" The little girl Qiao'er's heart moved, and she hurriedly raised her head to look at the source of the sound, and suddenly a pair of big black eyes widened, full of joy and excitement, and exclaimed: "Cracked, the ice sculpture is cracked, the ice sculpture is cracked!"

I saw that in the raging fire ahead, cracks began to appear on the surface of the light blue ice sculpture that was originally as smooth as a mirror, and the cracks continued to spread and expand like a spider's web.

"He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river...... He is strong, he is strong, he is strong, ......" The man's subtle hoarse and slightly magnetic murmur was faintly heard from the ice sculpture, as if he was contemplating something, and the voice repeated to himself over and over again.

There were more and more cracks on the ice sculpture, and after a while, the cracks covered the entire surface of the ice sculpture and spread to the depths. At the same time, the breath of life inside the ice sculpture became more and more powerful, and a huge scorching energy faintly emanated.

"He is strong, he is strong, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river...... No, fire is explosive, it is domineering, and masculinity represents bravery...... The true meaning of Jiuyang Shengong should be that he is stronger and I am stronger, and he is more horizontal than me...... The spark can start a prairie fire, a raging flame, burn the sky and destroy the earth, open a !! for me"

"Boom!"

A terrifying energy rose up, and in an instant, the entire ice sculpture exploded, and pieces of broken ice flakes were like glass slags, splashing in all directions, turning into ice water in the scorching heat, evaporating into water vapor, and the air was soaring.

In the raging fire, a young man was surrounded by flames, and the terrifying energy was surging, like a scorching heat wave baking all around, and the originally cold courtyard suddenly turned into a scorching summer, extremely hot.

"In an instant of life and death, things will be reversed! I didn't expect that this time I was a blessing in disguise, and the cold poison helped me comprehend the true meaning of Jiuyang, and my cultivation increased greatly!" Ye Xing's eyes flickered, and there was not the slightest sense of color in his indifferent expression.

After experiencing a transformation of life and death, Ye Xing has gained a lot of insights, not only has his cultivation increased greatly, but the whole also exudes a steady and majestic atmosphere.

The heart moved at will, and the Dao Jiuyang True Yuan was taken into Ye Xing's body and returned to the dantian.

Suddenly, the temperature of the originally hot yard gradually returned to normal.

"Brother Ye Xing, Brother Ye Xing, it's great, it's great that you're okay! It's great that you're okay!" The little girl Qiao'er wiped the hot sweat on her forehead, her pretty face was flushed, and she ran over happily and excitedly.

"Who said I'm fine!" Ye Xing made a straight face and said seriously: "You burned such a big fire, I was almost roasted into braised pork by you!"

"Huh?" the little girl Qiao'er couldn't help but be stunned, and then reacted, and suddenly 'fluttered' and giggled.

Ye Xing was teasing the little girl, suddenly his eyes moved, his heart felt something, he looked in the direction of the living room in the distance, and frowned: "There are energy fluctuations over there, it seems to be a big war, what's going on? What happened to us in Baiyun City during this time?"

"It's the people of the Black Iron Gate. The little girl tilted her little head and said angrily: "The people from the Xuantie Gate came to the door inexplicably to ask us for some young valley master, and they also injured the horse protector!"

"Xuantie Gate, I haven't heard of it!" Ye Xing's face turned cold, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "What kind of messy sect dares to provoke me in Baiyun City!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xing directly launched a light effort, and with a 'whoosh', the afterimage of the place had not disappeared, but the person had already reached the roof in front. Looking at it again, it turned out that the figure on the roof was also an afterimage, and the real body had reached two hundred meters away from the courtyard, and the speed was as fast as a ghost, and it disappeared in less than a blink of an eye.

(3,000 words chapter, the transition plot of the previous chapters will be a little bland, now after the foreshadowing, officially cut into the main plot!)